"Having a nice swim?" I ask in a rather cheeky tone once Jennie emerges from the pool.

The pool I threw her in!

The pool that made her dripping wet, again!

I'm fairly certain that I'm drooling but anyone who has a heartbeat would be doing the same thing in my shoes.

And might I add that perturbed Jennie is even hotter than regular Jennie.

Yeah baby, yeah!

She marches over to me so I grab the handles of the deck chair I moved to after I submerged Jennie in water and hold on tight. There's no way she's going to get back at me when I'm on high alert.

But my sneaky Jennie doesn't try and toss me in the water like I did to her. Instead she lies down and pretends that nothing happened. "That was a very refreshing dip thank you."

I stare the beads of water rolling down her skin in awe.

"Aren't you going to exact your revenge?" I inquire as her stomach moves up and down almost hypnotically.

Jennie flashes me a very sassy look. "And why would I want to get revenge on you?"

Now I'm starting to get really worried.

I'd rather Jennie just get me back and get it over with.

"Come on Jen, we both know you have something planned in that head of yours." I reply nervously.

Jennie closes her eyes as she gets more comfortable in her chair. "I haven't the faintest idea what you might be referring to." Liar, liar, pants on fire. "Relax, enjoy this beautiful day we're having, I know I am."

Gah!

She's doing that whole wait for the other shoe to drop thingy!

I furrow my brow while keeping a watchful eye on a certain brunette who is actually smirking at me with her eyes closed.

Fine, two can play at that game missy!

She may think she has the upper hand but she doesn't.

I lie back and pretend that I'm not on to the deviousness that is Jennie Kim.

Nice try Jen, but you have to wake up pretty early to fool...

My eyes fly open in a panic once I realize that I fell asleep when I was supposed to be outwitting Jennie.

She's done something to me, I can just feel it.

Oh god, what did she do?

I'm scared!

Somebody hold me!

And by somebody I mean Jennie of course.

"Enjoy your nap?" Jennie coyly asks.

I whip my head in her direction and she looks so cocky.

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

Thank you grade ten English for that snappy observation.

"I did." I reply as I watch Jennie put her phone away.

How long was I out for?

Maybe she wrote on my face like that episode of Friends when Ross did that to Rachel.

No, she's not that cruel.

Right?

Right?

I'm freaking out!

Jennie sits up and she seems oblivious to my inner turmoil. "I was starting to think you'd never wake up." My heart is racing as I try to figure out what Jennie did without her clueing into the fact I'm on to her. "Actually, I got concerned that you would burn under the sun so I put more sunblock on you."

What?

Excuse me?

Back up for a second.

Jennie rubbed my body down with sunblock and I slept through the whole thing.

Curses!

Damn me and my fucking ability to sleep through anything!

How could I not wake up when Jennie caressed me?

"You did?" I question her suspiciously.

Jennie chews on her bottom lip like she's fighting the urge to laugh. "Yeah, you can thank me later."

Fuck this, I can't pretend I'm ok when I'm not.

I jump off my chair and start inspecting my body for any sign of what Jennie did to it.

I hear Jennie chuckling but I ignore her siren song.

Arms...clear.

Legs...clear.

Chest...clear.

I'll have to go inside to look at my face and back.

Stomach...

And that's when I see it.

Ha!

I knew I was right!

When Jennie was applying sunblock to my semi-hot body, she branded my stomach by making a pattern on it.

That sneaky bugger!

It's hard to tell what it is from this angle.

I tilt my head to get a better view of whatever it is that she did.

I inwardly gasp when I realize what the pattern is.

And it's not in a bad way.

She drew a heart on my stomach with a big 'JN' in the middle of it.

And now it's tanned into my skin, not permanently which would be just fine with me.

Oh my!

Jennie marked me with a heart!

A heart with her initials inside!

That has to mean something.

Right?

"You like my artwork?" Jennie asks as I contemplate the hidden message she may or may not have sent me.

Do bees buzz?

Is the sky blue?

Is Jennie hot?

"You bitch." I exclaim. "I can't believe you branded me."

And with a heart!

It's really hard to pretend I'm mad when I'm so not.

"Maybe next time you'll think before you toss me carelessly in the water." Jennie shoots back before she stands up to inspect her handiwork. She uses her index finger to trace the design she created and I almost whimper at her touch.

"It was your own damn fault." I breathlessly reply.

Move your hand lower!

Just a bit!

Into my bikini bottoms!

Why isn't her ESP working now?

"This turned out a lot better then I thought it would." Jennie says as her finger continues to stroke my flesh.

I'm very close to jumping into the pool to cool off.

Jennie has set my insides on fire.

She should come with a warning label.

"You do realize I will find a way to pay you back for this." I warn.

By making sweet, sweet love to you.

Jennie pokes me in the stomach like I'm the Pillsbury Dough Boy, and I respond by giggling, just like he does. "Whatever you think of, I'll get you back. Just give up so we can end this cycle right now."

And then she pokes me again.

"Quit poking me." I squeal as my giggling intensifies.

Don't ever stop!

"I don't think so." Jennie chuckles.

"Start the party, I'm here."

Oh brother.

Literally.

Jennie removes her hand from my body, giving me even more reason to order Bobby around all night.

Fucker!

Ok, ok, it's not really his fault that he chose this moment to come over. He and Rose did stay away all day but still, I would rather they didn't show up, or even better they can take my parents out for dinner so me and Ms. Brander, can have the night to ourselves.

Before Rose and Bobby get a peek at my stomach, I get a tank top out of my bag and cover up. I bet Jennie regrets branding me now that she can't check me out to her heart's content.

That'll teach her a lesson she won't soon forget.

Besides I can't have my brother and my best friend asking me about "the mark" when I'm not sure what it means myself.

It probably means nothing except Jennie is very creative and artistic.

Or, it could mean that she's secretly in love with me.

What?

A girl can dream.

"Hey guys." I say to Bobby and Rose once they're beside Jennie and me.

Jennie greets them as well but she keeps looking over at me. She probably thinks I'm going to attack her at any moment.

Attack her with kisses?

Hell yeah!

"Did you two have a good day?" Rose asks once we're all seated.

Jennie and I smile at one another and it's one of those secret smiles that two people exchange when they've shared something special.

I nod as I turn away from Jennie to address Rose. "Yeah, we had a lot of fun."

"That's good." Rose replies and when Jennie looks down for a second, she winks at me.

Aw, she's almost my favorite person right now.

Only second to Jennie because, well, honestly, I don't think I need to explain my reasons.

"What about you guys?" I inquire. I'm finding it increasingly difficult to stop making eyes at Jennie. And funny enough, she keeps glancing over in my direction as well.

Rose throws her head back as she laughs. "You should have seen your brother, Jisoo, I think he spent more money than me."

Wow, that's saying a lot. Rose is a true shop-o-holic, even I have trouble keeping up with her when we hit the mall together.

"A guy has to look good." Bobby replies with a grin. "So," he drawls out, "what did you two crazy cats do all day?"

He's such a goof.

"Not much." I cryptically tell him. A lot has transpired between me and Jennie, I need to time to analyze those events before I can give him any details. Plus, Jennie is sitting two feet from me, I can't exactly talk about her to her face.

"Boring." Bobby exclaims and I'm very close to giving him a nuggie.

"You wouldn't say that if you were here." Jennie says as she folds her arms across her chest. "In fact, I had a great time with your sister."

Burn!

I love when Jennie shows her claws.

Too bad she hasn't raked them down my back.

Yet!

"You're feisty." Bobby snarls. "I like it."

Me too brother, me too!

"Are you going to bug us all day, or did you actually come out here for a reason?" I ask my brother.

"Watch the attitude Jichu or I might have to toss you in that pool over there." Bobby points in the direction of my afternoon fun with Jennie and I could care less.

He doesn't scare me.

Much.

"Been there, done that." Jennie boasts rather proudly.

Bobby quirks his eyebrow at my fair lady, but it's Rose that speaks first. "Really? Do tell, we want details."

I'm sitting close enough to Jennie to clamp my hand over her mouth. "Not going to happen, so let it go." I tell Rose.

"As much fun as this is." Bobby says rather sarcastically. "Dad's about to fire up the barbeque. He wants you and Jennie to get changed."

No!

I want Jennie to stay in her bikini forever.

This sucks!

Or, maybe I owe my dad a debt of gratitude because Jennie has to get naked in order to change her clothes. Ergo, I can watch.

Yeah, that's about as likely to happen as Bobby getting a girlfriend.

Hey, I was all about forging a deep emotional connection to Jennie until we wrestled on the grass and then she used her fingers to graze my stomach.

I'm only human after all.

Jennie and I gather out things together and leave my brother and Rose to go inside so we can make ourselves presentable for dinner. I'm just about to open the sliding door when my dad emerges from the kitchen.

Oh god!

He's got his chef hat on.

How embarrassing.

"Nice hat Mr. K" Jennie says when she sees him.

My dad is grinning like a fool. "Why thank you Jennie, my kids always make fun of me for wearing this old thing."

Because he looks like a big dork in it.

"Don't listen to them, I think it looks cute on you." Jennie replies making my dad blush.

Hands off father, she's mine.

I guess it could have been worse, he could have put his apron on.

"That's very sweet of you to say." My dad gushes as he pulls out the apron I didn't see him holding.

Of course he did!

It has "Kiss the Cook" printed on the front and my dad thinks it's so cool.

I try to pull Jennie inside but she isn't budging.

She chuckles softly once she reads what it says. "I'd love to Mr. K, but I think your wife would get jealous."

Ew!

Jennie, don't hit on my dad.

That's incredibly gross and disturbing.

My father's response to Jennie's comment, he giggles.

I yank Jennie by the arm before I can get any more weirded out than I already am.

I don't want Jennie flirting with anyone but me.

I know logically that she wasn't truly flirting with my father but still, I had to put a stop to it.

"Come on Casanova." I say as I lead Jennie upstairs.

Jennie is clearly amused by my antics but she keeps quiet.

Good, because I think I'd hurl if she said something even remotely close to a line about how good looking my father is.

Ew!

I'm grossing myself out now.

Jennie steps in front of me so I get a very nice view of her bikini clad body and all is right with the world again.

Amazing.

"Are you going to show me your childhood bedroom?" Jennie asks once we reach the top of the stairs.

When I left home my parents turned my old room into a guestroom and at first I was upset because I thought it would be rather nice to come home and see my room like it used to be. Now however, I'm thankful because I can avoid being embarrassed by my choice of style as a teenager.

Let's just say it involved a lot of pink and it would certainly have given Jennie even more ammunition to use against me.

I take Jennie to that room and explain why she isn't going to get a glimpse into "Kim Jisoo: The Teenage Years"

I head for the bathroom even though my libido is telling me to stay in the guestroom and perhaps get a strip grease from a certain somebody.

When I get inside and start removing my bikini I catch a glimpse of my stomach in the mirror. I still can't believe what Jennie did and I really want to ask my brunette beauty what possessed her to imprint a heart from her on my skin.

I trace the pattern she marked me with for a few seconds before I get dressed. I brush my still damp hair into a loose ponytail but I don't put any make up on. That would be putting in too much of an effort and I don't want Jennie to think I got all gussied up just for her.

I'm wearing a pair of jeans, long sleeve shirt that thankfully covers my Jennie tattoo and a pair of flip-flops. All things considered I think I look pretty good.

I exit the bathroom and wait outside the guestroom for Jennie to come out.

Actually, I'd like her to come out in a different way, but I can't worry about that now. I'm really trying to live in the moment with Jennie and not get myself all worked up into a frenzy.

"Took you long enough." I joke as the door opens.

"It takes time too look this good." Jennie jokes back as she twirls around for me.

Ah, I love it when she does things like this.

She's dressed in the same outfit I picked her up in and her hair is also up in a ponytail. I do miss her abs though, I miss them a lot. I might have to break into Jennie's house and cut all her shirts in half so she won't be able to hide her abs ever again.

I roll my eyes, "Let's go eat and you can fawn over yourself later."

And I'll join you.

Willingly.

Jennie sighs dramatically, "Ok, I suppose I can do that."

I open my bag and hand Jennie a thin hooded sweatshirt I brought with me. "It can get quite chilly once the sun goes down." I explain as I hand it to her. "Take this in case you need it later."

Jennie smiles and then she ties it around her waist. "You're always looking out for me Jisoo."

And I always will if you want me to.

I take her hand to lead her downstairs and she holds on tightly as I do.

Unfortunately for Bobby and fortunately for me, Joon and Madison couldn't make it to the barbeque. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to see Joon but having only Bobby and my father to serve us ladies made dinner even more enjoyable for me.

Bobby grumbled that it wasn't fair but my father told him that life isn't fair and for him to get over it.

He's so wise.

The food my dad made was outstanding and getting to boss Bobby around really was the icing on the cake. Not to mention I'm sitting beside Jennie, which of course always puts a smile on my face.

I even managed to make it through the entire meal without choking, spilling anything on myself or getting embarrassed.

Must be some kind of record.

Instead the meal was filled with good conversation and light bantering between everyone. The best part, Jennie fit in just as well if not better then she did the other night. I love that she gets along so well with the important people in my life, yes, even Bobby and it makes me happy.

I feel happy.

I can't remember feeling this content and I know that Jennie is one of the main reasons for why I feel this way.

I finish the rest of my drink and then I hold my glass up in the air. "Oh Bobby, be a dear and pour me some more Diet Coke." I snicker along with my mom, Rose and Jennie.

"You're really pushing your luck Jisoo." Bobby  fires back as he glares at me.

"Now, now, don't be a sore loser." I say with a big smile. "Just pour my drink!"

I nearly add "bitch" but I know that will earn me a few choice words from my mom.

Bobby does, although he does it begrudgingly and for a split second I fear he might throw my drink at me but common sense and the warning from my mother stops that from happening.

Jennie slides her glass down the table so it lands right by my brother.

How impressive!

"I'd like a drink too." She gleefully tells him.

"Why aren't any of you asking dad to do stuff?" Bobby whines. "Why are you only picking on me?"

"Because it's fun." Rose teases. "Way more fun."

My dad leans forward and he's sporting a very serious expression on his face. "Ok Jennie, it's time you answered the question that's been on everybody's mind all night."

Huh?

Oh my god!

He better not be referring to me and if she likes me.

"Who's the better cook, me or my wife?" My dad finishes and I breathe a huge sigh of relief.

My mom sits up in her chair and a hush falls over the table.

Poor Jennie, I should probably help her out.

But I'm not going to because she did make fun of my nickname after all.

"Well." Jennie starts as she looks around at the expectant faces staring at her. "After much consideration, I'd have to say, it's a tie."

"Weenie." I whisper in Jennie's ear. "Total cop out."

"Shut up." Jennie whispers back and then she pinches my arm.

Ow!

That stung!

My dad sits back in his chair chuckling. "I guess that was to be expected, but that's ok, we all know the truth."

My mom hands over her dish to my dad. "Get cleaning honey and wipe that smirk off your face."

My dad doesn't get mad, he steals a quick kiss from my mom and then does as he's told.

"Get to work Bobby." I order and the grunt my brother emits makes everyone, excluding him laugh. "We have to get the men to serve us more often, this is so much fun."

"Agreed." Rose chimes in.

About fifteen minutes later my dad comes back outside and he's holding something in his hand.

Holy shit!

I never saw this coming.

He walks over to Jennie and shows her what he brought. "I hope you don't mind but I found my old guitar the other day."

If he asks Jennie to jam with him, I'm leaving.

"And by found he means he searched the attic for two hours." My mom butts in.

"Honey!" My dad exclaims. "Nobody needed to know that." He slaps my mom lightly on the arm before turning back to Jennie. "I was wondering if you could play some songs for us." He holds the guitar up in the air. "You can say no if you want." He quickly adds.

Is he serious?

I'm sure Jennie would rather...

"I'd be delighted." Jennie replies and I admit, she does sound sincere.

"Great." My dad beams as he hands his guitar over to her. "Bobby, get out here!"

"In a minute." Bobby yells from the kitchen.

Jennie spends the next couple of minutes tuning the guitar and I find myself getting excited to hear her play. Sure, I heard her sing the other night, but this is different and not to mention she's displaying her guitar fingers for me to gawk at.

"Any requests?" Jennie